When I was growing up, particularly during puberty in my teen years, I was so miserable because I elicited so much teasing and meanness from my teenage cohorts.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was miserable as a kid.
I was teased horribly as a child and beaten up a lot.
I got bullied a lot when I was a kid, and because of that I thought for the most part that I didn't really have a childhood - I had to grow up so quick and there was no real enjoyment in that for me.
At school, I got teased because I was so thin and awkward-looking.
I went from being very popular and the head of the clique in the sixth grade to having, like, kid depression in the seventh grade. Not leaving the house. Not looking people in the eye... My body made me feel bad at everything.
I got bullied in high school. A lot of girls were so mean to me because their boyfriends wanted to hang out with me and my girls, so they pretty much bullied me to the point where I was crying at night.
I had a wonderful childhood, which is tough because it's hard to adjust to a miserable adulthood.
I was teased up until high school about my hair, being short, my high pitched voice, and just anything you can think of.
When my body and face were perfect as far as youth, I wasn't happy.
Everybody either wanted to take care of me or push me around, you know? I was teased a lot, sure I was, of course. Fourth grade, fifth grade, sixth grade, everybody was taking their spurts except me. I was not growing up.